Over the river they call me, Friends that are dear to my heart ; Soon shall I meet them in glory, Never, no, never to part.
Over the river to Eden, Home to the mansions so fair Angels will carry me safely, Jesus will welcome me there.
2. Over the river they call me ; Hark ! 'tis their voices I hear Borne on the wings of the twilight, Murmuring softly and clear.
3. Over the river they call me, There, is no sorrow nor night ; There they are walking with Jesus, Clothed in their garments of white.
4. Over the river they call me, [eyes; Watching with bright, beaming " Over the river I'm coming," Gladly my spirit replies.